Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1887-08-27
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q Bingham dress and 60 and make
the tea cakes and stir up the snow
custardp begged Nell, when MIR.
Lisle had been shown to his airy
chamber. overlooking a sweep Of
red clover where the bee buzzed in
honey making multitudeS.
oh, Nell, you'll break my hearth
sobbed Mrs. Graham. a tear or two
m,ngling with the drops of perspir
aticn that beaded her crimson
lace.
So Nell, with a sigh, agreed to
continue her part OF a pretty do
nothing.
That evening Mrs. Graham stole
away to have u chat with Sally
Bean, ii plump and jolly old maid,
with a turn for match making, who
lived next door.
It's working like u charm, Sally
she said, ,lclightctly. They're
singing together, and he's looking
at her as if he couldn't take his
eyes OFF her. Well, my Nell's every
bit good enough for him! She is
singing like an angel to night, and
looks as sweet as violet and ]
guess ho thinks 50, too. Now, If
she'd done as she wanted to, and
'whewcd' round making cake and
butter, and seeiugtO gathering the
grapes and late peaches, guess
he Won't look at her twice. If girls
only would learn that their moth
ers know bestn she concluded, with
Il sigh for the faulty of girlho0d
generally, and pretty Nell in par
ticular.
Il told you it would work as slick
as a ribbon said Miss Bean, wav.
ing a huge palm leaf fan with an
air of modest pride.
By which it will be seen that the
two ladies had carefully planned
Nell's line OF sction, with an Interior
object i'll view, which they had not
disclosed to the pretty girl, for
whose worldly advancement they
were laying their match making
heads together.
And nothing whispered to them
that nothing worth The winning is
won by deceit, idleness and affcct;.
ton, and that their hopes would
have stood Il far better chance Of
iuliillment had Nell been allowed
to Show herSelfaS she waS-a Charm
ing, cultured, energetic girl who
was not ashamed to work.
That night Lucian held solilo
guy over the conundruni his charlu
cousin presented.
ITO love, or not to-that is the
question. Somehow l feel irreSist
IDLY attracted towards her, and yet
what is she after all but q pretty,
heartless butterfly? Mrs. Graham
has not very good health, yet she
has this fruit farm to superintend,
besides butter making and house
work. And evidently Nell has
nothing to do with work except to
show her contempt for it. How |
could love her if she only had heart
enough TO share the burden with
her overworked mOther!'
Then he recalled NelPS sweet
face as she sung the dear old bal
lads that he loved.
Aud then lie saw her scarlet lips
curl in contempt when he spoke Of
the beauty of the prairies, and
heard her light laugh Of scorn and
tlippant reply, 'Oh, don't know
anything about grapes except to
eat them!' when he had questioned
her concerning their heavy fruited
grapery.
Aud so the see-saw of admira-
ton and repulsion continued.
Nell was playing her part all too
well.
When Daisy, Clover and Sweet
heart, her three brown-eyed Alder
neys, lowed lonesomely for her
coming; when the great crimson
clingstone peaches were bruised by
careless picking; when two OF her
customers refused to take the
wheyey butter of Gretchen's max
ing-she chated inwardly, and
Iongcd to take the helm once more.
She dimly suspected, too, that in
spite of Lucian's evident admira-
tion, he secretly despised her; but
she WAS too proud to try TO win his
favor 10y throwing off her mask.
And so two lives might have
been spoiled, ha,l not one impulsive
moment broken the evil charm.
Lucian and Nell were sitting on
the shaded side porch one morn
ing; she was busy with a pretty
trifle of fancy work, and he was
reading aloud. Mrs. Graham was
in the kitchen making pcach-mar-
maIade; and Gretchen was sitting
under Il tree in the yard, peeling
peaches, with many stolen glances,
with Il novel concealed under her
apron.
Suddenly Nell started up, threw
down her fancy work, stamped her
little foot impetuously, and said:
Pm not going to stand it any
longer. Mother had d bad night
with her rheumatism, and there
she is brolling away in the Kitchen
with no one to help her but Crotch
en-, who is about as useful as a great
Dutch DOLL
With that she ran to the kitchen,
sent her mother away in spite OF,